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It's like a jungle sometimes, makes me wonder how I keep from going under my sea

Broken glass, everywhere

The ghetto's like an open gash you can't repair

And if you can't take the smell and the noise there's no choice

You can tell people dwellin' in hell with no voice

Rats, roaches, pickpockets and smokers and doughboys

Approach us promoting a way to cope with the bullshit

While pedophiles preach at the pulpit

And ghetto child from the school and he packing a full clip

Those who let crime take them under

Fall victim to the symptoms of time and they slumber

I keep it humble in kind in case I blunder

'Cause the cities like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder

I think I'm losing my mind I'm too touchy

I'm standing too close to the edge so don't push me

Yeah

It's like a jungle sometimes, the inner city's like a jungle sometimes

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under my sea

To get it in a

My rhyme penetrates

The time illustrates

Crime infested living space is really prime real estate

They will facilitate the suburb dwellers

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